Chapter 3003 From Today, Tyrant Song Is My Old Iron!

"What do you want to stab me from me this time?" The three-eyed juvenile senior replied lazily without turning his head.

Ba Shan: "???"

Such a lack of fighting spirit, this is not the three-eyed youth senior I know!

In Tyrannical Song's perception, the three-eyed juvenile senior has always become more and more courageous. No matter how many times he loses, he will cheer up again next time with the confidence to win.

But the three-eyed young senior in front of him seems to be replaced by someone... There is no fighting spirit at all.

"Senior Third Eye, what's the matter with you?" Ba Shan asked cautiously.

"Fellow Daoist Ba Song, don't worry, sir, he's just an uncle here~" The eyeball butler came out with tea, for Ba Shan and Ba? At the same time hand over the fairy tea.

Three-eyed youth senior: "..."

"Uncle?" Ba Shan's mouth twitched.

Jiuyou Lord still has such a setting?

"Don't be embarrassed, say it boldly, what treasure do you want to take from me this time?" The three-eyed senior turned over on the beach and looked at Ba Shan.

"Senior, why don't you have any fighting spirit?" Ba? asked.

The three-eyed young senior looked up at the sky: "Even if there are people with fighting spirit, they can't stand you coming to pick me up once a month!"

"In the past, even if I lost, it took decades, even hundreds, thousands of years to adjust my mentality. After such a long time, no matter how badly I lost last time, my mentality can be adjusted back."

"But what about you? You report on time every other month. And, this time, you won't even give me a month!"

"How did you make me have the fighting spirit?"

Ba Shan had an embarrassed look on his face—he really didn't expect this.

No matter how strong people are, they need time to lick their wounds.

The body is too diligent to smash the wool.

"However, senior, think about it in reverse. This is our last bet with you, senior. After the bet is over, you can say goodbye to us. If you think about it this way, will you be happier?" Thoughtful, persuaded from another angle.

"Huh? It seems to make sense when you say that." The three-eyed senior boy sat up from the beach.

Almost forgot, this is his last bet with Tyrant Song!

After the ceremony, Tyrant Song wanted to cut his wool again, but he had no chance.

"Also, the main body didn't come this time. We are clones, which should be different from the main body." Ba Shan reminded again.

The three-eyed senior patted the sand on his trousers and stood up.

In the sky, the sun began to brighten.

The eyeball butler looked up at the dazzling sunlight - it was too bright, such a bright sunlight was not very friendly to it. As an eyeball monster, its body needs a lot of water. And too bright sunlight will evaporate the water value of its body.

Sure enough, it's Master Zaza's inflated mentality, let him break his emotions!

"Master, this is also your last chance to win Daoist Tyrannical Song... Once you lose, the bet between you and Tyrannical Song will be a complete defeat. And in the future, you will never have the chance to change this record. "The eyeball butler reminded kindly.

Three-eyed youth senior: "!!!"

The originally bright sunshine has subsided a little.

"Cough, what do you guys want this time?" The three-eyed junior coughed lightly and asked.

With the urination of Daoist Tyrannical Song, he must have wanted to get something from him, so he would come over to look for him.

It is almost regarded as a treasure extraction library.

"Ontology is currently researching a topic, integrating 'a pair of Confucian saints' eyes into the Immortal Fat Whale Golden Core' to combine the two into one." Ba Shan said.

Self corpse? He continued: "In the process of research, we encountered some technical difficulties. We need someone to provide technical support for 'eyeballs'... And you are the one who has the deepest research on eyeballs among the heavens and the world. So, we would like to ask you to help with the research on this project.”

Ba Shan concluded: "This is our betting target, I wonder if you agree, senior?"

"A pair of Confucian saint's eyes?" When the three-eyed juvenile senior heard this, he was immediately moved.

Is this to invite him to study the 'eye of the saint'?

Not good, this suggestion hit the cuteness in his heart.

The eye of a Confucian sage, Tyrant Song will definitely not use it as a bet, and it is destined not to be collected by him.

So he wanted to get in-depth contact with the pair of divine eyes, and it seemed that there was only one way to 'assist research'.

Such a great sage's eye, since it can't be collected, it would be great to touch and study it.

So... Should I deliberately release water in this game and lose to Tyrant Song's three corpse clones?

The three-eyed young senior was tangled in his heart.

【Besides, why do you have to make this the target of a bet? With the friendship between us, such a trivial matter, wouldn't it be enough to invite me directly? Why bother? 】

Seeing the face of the 'a pair of Confucian saint's eyes', the three-eyed juvenile senior quietly increased the friendship value between himself and the Tyrant Song Dynasty by a large margin, about five or six times the original appearance.

"Cough, okay, I promise you this bet." The three-eyed youth senior replied: "What about your bet?"

"If you make a bet, is it okay to still be a living Demon Emperor?" Self corpse? Pointed to the Devil Emperor? Og.

Three-eyed youth senior: "..."

Such a perfunctory feeling.

However, in the face of 'a pair of Confucian saints' eyes'.

"Okay." The three-eyed teenager nodded.

Demon Emperor? Og: "..."

It always felt that at that moment, he received a taste of disgust from the three-eyed ruler.

His dignified longevity Demon Emperor, the big boss of the Demon Emperor, is not even qualified to be a bet?

So sad.

"Then senior, how will the gambling be played this time?" Ba Shan asked aloud.

"What are you good at?" The three-eyed senior asked directly - he had already decided to release water in his heart, so he thought of going straight to the process.

"I'm good at it? Well, I'm the good corpse of the main body, and I have the same great merits as the main body, and try to inherit part of the body's 'good'. Therefore, I am very good at merit, holy light, being a good person, and doing good deeds. "Ba Shan replied honestly.

The three-eyed junior senior once again showed a look of disgust.

Originally, I wanted to compare Bashan's expertise with Bashan, but after hearing about these projects, Senior Sanyan gave up the idea.

He is a dignified ruler of nine secluded places, is it better than condensing holy light and condensing the power of merit?

Pooh!

"What are you good at?" The three-eyed teenager looked at Tyrant Song's self corpse.

Self corpse? : "I'm good at making people forget me."

"What's your name?" the three-eyed junior asked.

Self Corpse: "Hegemony."

"Isn't it easy to remember." The three-eyed youth senior said: "Baben."

Self Corpse: "..."

He is now the person in the world who can best understand the drunken fish layman in the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.

"It's decided, this time, let's compare 'memory'." The three-eyed youth senior suggested.